Which entailed dressing up like this:
And doing this:
Yes, I am singing.
Really.
Some twenty-five-odd years after last doing backing vocals for a band I thought this would be an apt way to celebrate a half century. Along with an 80s disco theme, masses of friends and loads of dancing.
And it was brilliant.
I even sang in key.
Not bad when you cannot hear yourself talk, are trying desperately to lip-read, and your ears are already ringing from the volume of the speakers.
Or maybe that's just age.
Nevermind.
As you were.
I'm 50 and loving it.
You?
